Big Mota - Live lyrics

Bread winner for life Got it tatted on my sh** twice I was trynna f** with that other boy but they rat n***as like mice Gambling habit my pants sagging And I really like to shoot dice Bet a hundred Shoot a hundred n***as Went to prision had a bunch of n***as Everybody that's supposed to love me i ain't get a letter or a f**in' n***a Where the real n***as? Don't cry about it disrespect me imma die about it Going live lotta eyes watching, gla** house And a wide body Baby momma sayin I wasn't sh**ten She ain't even lying couldn't lye about it Dope but ? till the lecture time then obama won pro ?